She hadn’t realized she was holding her breath.
He untied her corset with deft fingers.
How easily he undresses me.
Cool air began to kiss her newly exposed skin, starting at the small of her back.
“Thank you,” Deena said softly.
“No need for thanks; I am quite enjoying this.” She heard no humor in his voice; he spoke gruffly, and her nipples peaked and grazed against the material as her dress loosened even more.
“I still owe you my thanks for tonight. For… standing up for me. With Haverford. With everyone.” She spoke breathlessly.
Austin’s fingers paused at the centre of her spine. “That’s what friends do.”
Deena noticed the slight smirk on his face.
“I am grateful for our friendship,” Deena replied just as wryly.
Austin chuckled darkly. “Although I must say, Dee. I do not believe that a friend would help you undress…”
Before she could retort, Austin pulled on the string of her corset, removing it entirely, and the whole dress came undone. Deena let out a small gasp and grabbed onto the top so it would not expose her. Austin stood behind her, admiring her reflection. She looked at him; desire swirled in the pit of her stomach.Deena daringly let go of the dress. The sleeves fell effortlessly off her shoulders, and the green material slid off her body and pooled at her ankles.
Austin’s breath caught. His eyes never left hers in the reflection of the mirror.
“What do you want, Dee?” His voice was rough, and his gaze remained dark with desire.
“I…I do not know anymore,” she admitted nervously.
Austin closed the gap between them; his body was hot and lean against her softness. Deena’s pulse increased, and her breathing grew shallow.
“Do you want me here?” he whispered in her ear and left a kiss on her neck.
Deena trembled. “Y…yes.”
“As a friend or as your husband?” he whispered in her other ear and kissed her neck.
“I want you here as…as…oh!”
Austin’s hands were on her breasts, squeezing and playing with her hardened peaks. Deena watched herself in the mirror as hecontinued to toy with her. Her skin bloomed red everywhere he touched her, and she desired more.
“Answer the question, Dee,” He growled.
“I want…the Velvet Duke,” she confessed and let out a small sigh of pleasure when he placed a nipple between his thumb and finger.
Austin growled in response. She tried to turn towards him, but he stopped her and held her hands behind her back firmly.
“I want you to see yourself.” He held both her wrists with one hand and allowed his other hand to explore her quivering body.
Deena let out a moan as she watched him and how her body reacted to his touch. She was witnessing her own destruction, and it looked beautiful.
“If it’s the Velvet Duke my wife desires, it’s the Velvet Duke she will get,” he rasped in her ear before placing his hand on the tuft of hair between her legs.
“Austin!” Deena shut her eyes and gasped as his fingers began to unravel her.
“You are dripping already, Dee.”
Deena met his eyes in the mirror. “Do not stop, please.”
